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Date:	2006-05-16 10:07
Subject:	Booster Pack
Security:	Public
Mood:	Tummy go "Boom!"
Music:	Library sounds

Now that I have the starter kit to full body shut down (3 viral infections in 3 weeks), I have just been sent a booster pack! Sinus infection. On with duh shtuffy node, duh achy head, duh bwowing ahnd de coughing, ahnd deh dwainage. owh deh dwainage. had some nice girl scout cookies dis morning. coughed up nice dwainage after NT today. SO, figuratively and literally, I have tossed my cookies.

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we keep having to move.
~Tevye "Fiddler on the Roof"

It seems that pesky kidney virus agrees. It has moved to my throat. Thus another trip to the St. John's ER. Non-descript throat virus. Goes along nicely with the non-descript kidney virus I had a few weeks ago. Trapped in Indiana again. This time at Amy's. Hoping to get back to C-bus tomorrow.

Sick sucks.

grr.

We got this concept called "The Free Table." If I have something I no longer want, say a book, a pair of shoes, my sanity, etc. and I think someone in the school would want said item, there is a table I can just leave it on for him or her to take. After two weeks, if the item is not taken, it is shunted off to Goodwill or Ohio Thrift.

Welp, I check this table ~3 times per day. You can take the girl out of the commune, but . . . .

Last night, the table so gave me love.

clerical shirt, tab style, women's, size 18, violet, Friar Tuck.

Like, a $40 shirt. Right. there.

MINE. and fits like a dream.

Bought my first tab today. Tabs run ~$1.65 after tax. So, I recovered my first clerical and only had to buy the tab. Lol. I recovered my first clerical. So ironic. snrk.

Serendipity, baby.

1)Kidneys
2) Back
3)?

Well, Prednisone is not my friend. It has caused on my tongue to grow a nice happy fungus and 15 cold sores (as well as bloat me almost clean out of my clothes). Joy of joys. I went to a "Doc in the Box" who gave me an Rx for a delightful mouth rinse of xylocaine that tastes like sweaty foot. I tried to tell him it was thrush, but would he listen, noooo. No doctor listens to me, the one who can feel her kidneys! Watering it down makes it taste worse. 4 hours of relief? Try 40 minutes! And it makes me more tired. Just what I need. More tired. I slept for almost 10 hrs. straight last night and clean through my NT. Thank God for 2 sections of the sucker.

hooray

I haven't been in the mood for big meals lately. Thanks, prednisone. All I have in my room is big meal fare. As I was heading to I-Group today, Shelly asks me if I could use any bread. Well, yes I could considering all my Swedish Rye went bad while I was gone. She had been to Block's (one of our Kosher bakeries in the area) and got bread for chapel. We ended up not needing it, so I received 4 crusty yeast buns from her. Them plus lemon curd is love. And just the lunch I can handle while on prednisone.

Thanks, Shelly! You are love!!!

So, with the back, putting on normal pants is a wee pain.
Thus, I have been opting for jammy wear below and t-shirts above.
One of the seniors came up to me and reprimanded me for my choice.

"I only wear my jammies when I am at home"
"My bulging discs are right on my pant line. Regular pants are painful. I will try to wear regular pants tomorrow or Friday."
"Good!"

I come back amidst good and iffy wishes (long story), just to be told implicitly that I better dress up or ship out.

First the stalker
Then my motives are questioned as to how I receive medical care
Now that I am back in class, my attendance is not good enough.
And I'm slowly getting back into the flow and catching up.

Seems the only slack I am getting are from my 5 professors and my school employers. OY

/kvetch

Date:	2006-05-01 12:09
Subject:	A survey for all of you.
Security:	Public
Mood:	Tramidol and Hydrocodone yum
Music:	None

I like getting to know people, and people I know I like to get to know better. Please fill this out, so I may know you better man (or woman).
1. Name:
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7. If you do, what is particularly good/bad about it:
8. An interesting fact about you:
9. Are you in love/have a crush at the moment:
10. Favorite place to be:
11. Favorite lyric:
12. Best time of the year:

RECOMMEND
1. A film:
2. A book:
3. A band, a song and an album:

PLUS
1. One thing you like about me:
2. Two things you like about yourself:
3. Put this in your lj so I can tell you what I think of you.

Date:	2006-04-28 15:39
Subject:	I think I could be classified as having an out-of-planet experience
Security:	Public
Mood:	pain
Music:	Good Humour truck outside

Sorry bout "falling off the face of the earth" this past week, but I have a very good reason. Last week greeted me with some mean kidney pain which then added the spine. After 2 visits to the ER this week in Indiana, I found out a nice virus had decided to call my kidneys home and that a disc in my lower back decided to go on a vacation. Hooray for being flat on my back in Indiana during midterms.

I did report to my meeting with the Synod. It went well, and a lot of good ground was covered. Do not be surprised if a nice empty UHaul rolls into Elkhart with my name on it and leaves full. Just updating. Sorry to Andrew for flaking out on Thursday, but health did not permit me to contact you about getting a beer after the synod.

Huzzah for good drugs.

Date:	2006-04-17 23:07
Subject:	Serendipity
Security:	Public
Mood:	content
Music:	Fat Bottomed Girls: Queen

It is interesting how what first appears as little, isolated events in life can and sometimes do add up to one big event. Very proleptic. Very Christ-like.

And that's all I've got to say about that.

My new found singlehood has led me to try to develop friendships with as many people of as many different stripes as I can. Nothing in a serious vein at this point, mind you, but developing friend skills.
I was to have coffee with someone named Rus from OKC, but the next day he sent a quick IM about maybe having to cancel. He has yet to login since that 9 AM post (thanks for posting while I was in New Testament), and he deleted his OKC account. This has me concerned.
For new readers, once I trust someone, they enter my concern bubble. If something is up involving them, I am concerned and want to be there for them. By just falling off the proverbial planet here, he has basically done this. He has come onto my Concern-dar, but I can't contact him to see what is up.
Oy.

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, even if we don't speak often, please post a comment with a memory of you and me. It can be anything you want, either good or bad.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

( Snip,Snip )

Well, not really suffering, but difficulty. It's like the greater jihad, only not Muslim.
Here comes Holy Week.

( Cut_for_your_pleasure )

From midnight to 3 AM is cheap all you can bowl bowling at the Palace. Mike Rue and I went there and had a BLAST. He got a turkey with 3 curve balls, but then practically guttered the whole rest of the game. I lost each game, but I hit at least 50 each game. It was fun. It was exercise. My muscles are sore. The blisters on my feet from the shoes I just bought are killing me, but damn that was fun tonight.

In other news, RUNDMAN RAWKED!!!!!
I did get his signature, but I feel weird about it.

I was to have coffee tonight with a friend, but he was too exhausted. Maybe another time.

Today was a good day.

JONATHAN RUNDMAN IS HERE!!!! OH EMM GEE!!!!!

*ahem*  Yes, Lutheran singer/songwriter goodness is on the grounds and will be performing tonight at 7 PM in the chapel. 

Had I been able to have been a student here last year, George Baum of LOST AND FOUND would have been in my core classes, with me.  Me. George. Same room.  *dies*

If L&F were here, I would so be painting myself blue because "That's what the Slide Girls do!"

Too. much. childhood. returning. too. fast. *dies*

It is going to be SO HARD to not ask Jonathan for his John Hancock.  He's a human like me and you.  I hate people treating me differently because I'm a seminarian.  We put our pants on the same way, people.  We cry, we hurt, we need support.  Same with musicians.  

Oy, this world, she is so strange.
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Date:	2006-04-02 20:22
Subject:	Ice Age Pizza
Security:	Public
Mood:	*grin*
Music:	Hammer to Fall: Queen

I just got back from awesome hanging out action. I saw Ice Age at AMC Easton with Michael, a new friend of mine. The movie rocked! This was followed by sharing a Margherita Pizza and a to die for slice of Chocolate Banana Cake Royale at the California Pizza Kitchen. Leaving my hat at the CPK led to a realization of a bill fiasco. No worries, mon. We tooled around town just chilling, chatting, and enjoying some sweet sounds of Queen. Yeah, gentlemen, Queen. It was a great break from my Sunday routine and hanging out with Michael was a great time. Hope hanging out happens again.

( QUIZ!!! )

Date:	2006-03-30 17:16
Subject:	How about a little Queen, gentlemen?
Security:	Public
Mood:	I'm free!
Music:	It's a Beautiful Day--Queen

It’s a beautiful day
The sun is shining
I feel good
And no-one’s gonna stop me now, oh yeah

It’s a beautiful day
I feel good, I feel right
And no-one, no-one’s gonna stop me now
Mama

Sometimes I feel so sad, so sad, so bad
But no-one’s gonna stop me now, no-one
It’s hopeless - so hopeless to even try

YEAH!!
Today rockz!
Thanks, Mama Nature!

Also a The Who moment with "I'm Free" is also available for download from my brain at this time. Maybe will post those lyrics later.

Gots tons to do, but time to do it. Yippee yahoo. I feel fantastic. I just wanna jump out of a plane I feel so skippy. I am so totally serious all. Haven't felt this good since I don't know when.

Date:	2006-03-21 17:59
Subject:	All good things must come to an end, it is said
Security:	Public
Mood:	crushed
Music:	none

The joined lives of Jamie and Josh now are dead.

I woke up this morning after being in one doozie of an argument with Josh realizing that I had kowtowed to him. I bent myself until I broke. I sought advice from my father after praying about this, and I decided that I was tired of putting up with Josh's attitude, bossiness, and mental abuse. I wrote him a letter this afternoon and I sent it via overnight post. He will get it tomorrow night and I haven't returned any of his calls today. I feel horrid. I am supposed to. I've lost someone I love. I gave over 2 full months to us, even discussed the M word (We moved way too fast, in hindsight) and I did most of the compromising. All I want is a hug, and maybe a beer. I'll be in Muncie on Sunday. Just call me or post or email if you want to do something Sunday.
I need Saturday housing, so if I can get a hook up, I would greatly appreciate it and compensate for it.

I tried to make this work. I even lied to myself about how I felt about things. I can't play a charade the rest of my life. I'd rather be dismally single and true to myself than not know who I am with someone else. Guess I'm maturing, just doing it the hard way.